Saturday, I had the honor and pleasure of being playwright/dramaturg Kim Euell’s +1 for one of the final performances of FLEX at Lincoln Center. I met Kim over zoom in January when she taught one of the winter intensive workshops with the writing program I volunteer with, but I was super surprised when she emailed to offer me a ticket. Such a kind and generous gift! FLEX‘s playwright, Candrice Jones, is an alum of that same writing program. She was writing this play while in Kim’s summer workshop a few years ago … and here it is, on stage at Lincoln Center, which is a stunning debut!
I fell in love with all of the young women in the cast. I’m also a superfan of set design, props, and staging, and I fell in love with those aspects of the show, too. Such a spare set, and add-ons that brought every scene to life.
I’m not a playwright, and don’t see writing plays as something I’ll ever really explore (despite writing – in my last year of high school – Snow Purple, a “true telling” of Snow White). But comics scripts – at least the way I write them, pull a lot from this form. Seeing FLEX reminded me that I need to watch more plays, read more plays, start building the muscles that carry over to comics. Because no, I haven’t forgotten about my comics. I’m still determined to make that project a real thing. I drift away because I convince myself that I don’t have the skills to get through it … and then I drift back because I really want to do it.
(Today, a woman I have become friendly with posted on FB about starting to learn about comics and her now goal of a graphic memoir, which made me so happy. A few comments later, and we were offering to share work with one another, which pleased me enormously. I’ll be looking forward to when we both have work to exchange.)
Seeing FLEX and meeting and talking with Kim fall into the category of “Artist Date,” one of the few practices I maintain from The Artist’s Way. And, while I have issues with Cameron’s book, artist dates — the idea that I have to fill my creative well by giving myself time to take in art/music/beauty/nature to support my writing and artwork — resonates with me. I don’t always give myself time for artist dates (something I need to change), but this past week has been rich with them. I had lunch on Wednesday with a writer friend and her children, which was totally soul-filling. She is someone who has a kind of belief in me that I hope to develop in myself. Last night I had dinner with another writer friend who pushes me to push myself. And tonight I have a writing date with yet another writer friend, a young woman whose energy, talent, and ferocity inspire me.
How do you feed your creative self? Do you take yourself on artist dates, fill your well with inspiration? Who’s on your cheer squad pushing you forward? How do you cheer and push yourself forward?